My poems have come from extraordinay passions. I suppose I am a passionate person. I cry, laugh, swear and feel pain and happiness all in the same breath. I find the life within me is hungry for experience in any form. So I have not avoided pain or the wonders of pleasure that have lifted me to the promised land. So here they all are – my poems – my life – my love in its may forms – and my visions of the highest.
The Many Faces of Love Ain’t Your Love All American Girl Alone With Love Are You Satisfied? Birthday Gifts Black Power Blood Connection Cupboard Love Dimensions Of Love Finding Myself Ghosts of Love Going I […]...More